Life is always one big adventure after another -- especially when we live with three boys.
One of them (we'll keep him nameless), "slipped while walking so, so carefully, Mama," on the stairs and decorated our stairwell wall with a new memory.
Thankfully, it wasn't one of the walls we've gotten around to paint yet.
Now our stairwell looks like this...
The boy at fault is fine. I checked his hip and backside for bruises and there are none.
We'll add this to the long-term home project list and one of these days we'll get to fixing all the hole-shaped decorations these boys have put in our walls over the years.